Friday, December 16, 2011

If everyone dreamed of dark chocolate peanut butter,
the world would be a happier place.

To say that I'm a fan of peanut butter is just plain silly. "Fan" doesn't begin to cover the all- encompassing obsession I have for this superfood. I'm not sure why peanut butter has such a hold on me, but for some reason I cannot control myself around it.

In fact, I cannot keep peanut butter in my house. Why? Because one of my joys in life is to sit on my couch with a jar of peanut butter and a spoon and before I know it...the entire jar is gone. Poof. In one sitting. I've seriously done this a few times. (You say "eww", I say Winner!)

The Peach Smoothie. Just kidding.

If you have never eaten peanut butter with a spoon, I don't know what you're waiting for. (To really connect with this story, I suggest taking a spoon to a jar of peanut butter while you read this).

And if you're feeling really wild and crazy, here are two fun ideas that you should maybe try: sprinkle some M&M's into the peanut butter jar and gently scoop out a little mound of the creamy mixture dotted with M&M's for a crunchy, colorful mixture that's oh so tasty. Or another random idea, mix a spoonful of peanut butter with a spoonful of Nutella; double dip for optimum deliciousness. These are just two amazing ideas I've heard about that I can imagine were really successful.

Ok back to my story. So now that you better understand my obsession with peanut butter, you might be able to see that I was a teensy bit excited when I learned that there was a restaurant entirely devoted to peanut butter.

Friends, it is my pleasure to introduce you to The Peanut Butter Company.

I visited this lovely establishment with my friend Ryan, a fellow Peanut Butter Junkie, who flew to New York just to visit this restaurant (this statement may be slightly embellished. But just slightly).

The Elvis. I'm All Shook Up.

Ryan ordered The Elvis, a grilled peanut butter sandwich filled with bananas, honey and bacon. Delightful. A purist, he ordered just a peanut butter sandwich. Silly. I, on the other hand, got a bit out of control...

I ordered the PB&J of the week, The Peanut Butter and Pumpkin Sandwich. There were so many delectable choices (my second choice was Dark Chocolate Dreams--dark chocolate peanut butter with cherry jam, stuffed with shredded coconut...holy good idea), but the fact that I adore both Peanut Butter and Pumpkin-anything made this decision not as difficult as I thought. I also ordered the Peanut Butter Smoothie, a wonderful frozen blend of peanut butter, bananas, honey and soy milk. YUM.

More gratuitous peanut butter porn. I bought many, many things.

Then I bought some gifts. Mostly for others. Dark Chocolate Dreams and Old Fashioned Creamy for some fellow Peanut Butter Junkies, Peanut Butter Brownie mix (sorry Angelique, that was meant for you but didn't quite make it), a Peanut Butter cookie (pretty good but it could have used More Peanut Butter!), and a Peanut Butter button. Yup, I bought a button. Because I want everyone to know that I'm officially "Team Peanut Butter Co". Also it had a picture of a cute little monkey on it. Feel free to call me The Gift Shop Sucker.